…on the Windrider. Hefty NW wind, and steep chop at the marina. Spray flying as we beat over to the calmer west side of the bay. Sleigh ride back to the slip. No other sailing vessels on the water.

And, above, a fascinating find. Athelstan Spilhaus was a friend of Brainard Wheeler, and I remember Dad speaking of him occasionally. Even thought of naming a child Athelstan, which may not have been the best idea.